By the way, we have to deal out cheques ?' I assented.
In spite of myself, I caught the contagion of his exuberant happiness and faith in his genius.

The prince had applauded his energetic management of the affairs of the mine two or three times in my hearing.
It struck me that he had really found his vocation, and would turn the sneer on those who had called him volatile and reckless.

This led me to a luxurious sense of dependence on him, and I was willing to live on dreaming and amused, though all around me seemed phantoms, especially the French troupe, the flower of the Parisian stage: Regnault, Carigny, Desbarolles, Mesdames Blanche Bignet and Dupertuy, and Mdlle.

Jenny Chassediane, the most spirituelle of Frenchwomen.

'They are a part of our enginery, Richie,' my father said.